Sira's pov

it's been a few weeks and my concentration has increased, and i had started learning sword fighting, slowly growing faster and faster with my onoranium blade, its soft purple glow illuminates the area around me and i launch off, feeling fhe air slice past me and i hit the dummy, feeling the blade shudder through the hilt and into my body as i score a direct hit. I pull my blade out with ease as i slide back into position and i do it again. Today was a special day, i was gonna be taken on a trip to the surface on my own. Since Silenus thinks i'm strong enough to take a trip on my own while he talks with the govenor. I could only hope that it would be a peaceful day in the sun. Some hours later i follow Silenus up to the surface, the emerald green grass blowing gently in the soft wind. I smile as i feel the warm sunlight fall on my body. I smile and i fall back, landing on the soft green grass. The soft wind continued to flow over me  shifting the grass in infinite directions, tickling my nose as i turned over and i see a tiny red bug, with cute tiny ebony spots. I delicatly reach out and the bug lands on my hand. I giggle as i delicatly let it crawl over my hand as i go to put it back a black shadow falls over the emerald green grass. I look up to see a mighty fortress towering above, the charcoal black stone forcing the light out of the meadow i stood in. I draw my blade, the sound of metal ringing in the air. A rich royal purple light sang from the door as it opened and a medium height man with scraggly and unkept black shoulder length hair steps onto a massive portculis door. His voice was raspy and yet weak as he says," Sira Dragonflame, you must come with me to complete the System." I raise my blade to mid rib level and place both hands on the hilt on my right side. "Never! I may not remember this system you speak of, but it won't set me free!" I yell up to him and he laughs maniacly, his voice carrying far and wide as he starts coughing and calms down. " you cannot fight it Utlan!" I feel heat rise in my neck and i reach over, clasping my mark as it starts to burn, yet my skin felt cool. It burned hotter then any forge ever made and i scream. My legs buckle and i lay in the grass, groaning in agony.